Wasted Sunsets

           Wasted Sunsets

It’s all over, said and done,
    the angels never come to stay.
All of the midnight whispers,
    and caresses have flown away.
And crumpled in the corner,
    all the dreams, yesterdays news.
Hanging on a cross
    heart and soul sing the blues.

One too many wasted sunsets -
One too many down the road -
And after dark, our door is always open . . .
Hoping someone else will show.

The dark side of the rainbow,
    hiding behind an unlocked door.
Dream ashes filling up our head,
    empty hopes litter the floor.
The lines in the mirror man,
    have deepened, grown too long.
The second hand is dragging on,
    afraid to face the approaching dawn.

One too many wasted sunsets -
One too many under the bridge -
And in the dark, our door is always open . . .
Hoping someone else will show.


2012.08.31 @ 0409

Bridge Wood

      Bridge Wood


we use the bridge wood –
     to build the fire high
the tears of innocence –
     burning up the sky
we had built up a dream –
     like the surging sea
then poured out the ashes –
     in an ocean of debris
we’re swimming in the smoke
of the bridges we have burned
don't bother to apologize
we're losing what we don't deserve


we hold our breath –
     as the clouds began to form
then we get lost –
     in the beating of the storm
and in the end –
     “we” were meant to be apart
ripping in half –
     our still beating heart
we're swimming in the smoke
of all the bridges that have burned
don't try and apologize
we've lost what we didn't deserve


all the blackened bones -
     all the bridges that have burned
swimming through the smoke -
     flying through the sky
the blame is ours alone -
     better we should have known
so the bridges we let burn -
no need for apologies -
we’re losing everything we didn't deserve


here's some more dead wood -
   build the fires high . . .
the tears, the blood, the innocence –
   burning up the sky


2012.08.31 @ 0227

Edges Slowly Fray

        Edges Slowly Fray


we know this will never go away
all we feel, everything we’re not today
we tried and we tried
to make everything right
yet nothing changed, no difference

you didn’t listen or believe anything we said
but who the fuck are we to say
so busy building the lies you’ve sold
just another attempt to make you OK
open wide as all the shit crashes down
the games played, to make it through the day
blindly walking towards self destruction
while your edges slowly fray

we know that all of this could change
wish we could learn to open up again
we will never again look back in vain
'cause today's not the past
and we don't need to relive it

you didn’t listen or believe anything we said
but who the fuck are we to say
so busy building the lies you’ve sold
just another attempt to make you OK
open wide as all the shit crashes down
the games played, to make it through the day
blindly walking towards self destruction
while your edges slowly fray

are you yet satisfied
we've lost everything we can
and are you pacified
or is there something more
you want to take from us

while your edges slowly fray

from you we've learned
our life is nothing but a game
with all the bridges burned
we’re walking the fine line
between no pleasure  and “the pain”

you didn’t listen or believe anything we said
but who the fuck are we to say
so busy building the lies you’ve sold
just another attempt to make you OK
open wide as all the shit crashes down
the games played, to make it through the day
blindly walking towards self destruction
while your edges slowly fray


2012.08.30 @ 0245

Shades Of Grey

           Shades Of Grey


If ever they had warned us
that we would be where we are now
we never would have believed
that we could feel so cold inside
all the colors that the world provides
are washed out to shades of grey
why is it that we feel nothing
for anyone at all

we've never been here before
we hate this
retreat to a place, a place within us
we need this
keep it all down, bottled up
we break this
so tormented, so tortured
we’re used to this

we try and try to break away
from all the hate we're feeling
for everyone of you
that turned and did us wrong
don’t need to justify
the reasons for why we’re leaving
or thinking that the ‘stan
will be safer then here.

we've never been here before
we hate this
retreat to a place, a place within us
we need this
keep it all down, bottled up
we break this
so tormented, so tortured
we’re used to this

our life is the 25th hour
that being said it feels like
everything is just a yesterday
the sharpest pain has subsided
yet our soul is still bleeding
we can't take away all the shame
we feel for our part in this mess
forgive us

we've never been here before
we hate this
retreat to a place, a place within us
we need this
keep it all down, bottled up
we break this
so tormented, so tortured
we’re used to this



2012.08.29 @ 2359

- Trivial Sunrise -

- Trivial Sunrise -


we realize the sun will
rise in a few minutes.

it's been doing it, regularly,
without our help -
for as long as we can remember.

maybe we should build
the new golden path . . .
on important, somewhat simple
but often unnoticed certainties like that.

not on such relatively trivial matters . . .
as to whether she, or anyone,
will ever love us again

20120818 @ 0335









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